Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Is it so exciting to start with the Darkest Night in Chapter 1?
"Hurry, hurry, hurry! Gather together, you lazy bastards!"
Brutal scolding rang out in the underground barracks of the Scarlet Castle, just like the devil instructor during military training, and along with the roars came the whipping of the blackboard whip.
That sounds awful.
The doors of every room in the corridor were quickly pushed open, and the vampire recruits wearing the same black uniforms rushed to the training hall in front and took weapons from special personnel, putting them on as they rushed.
This action should be difficult to complete, but considering that vampires are aliens after all, their qualities are far superior to those of ordinary people. Therefore, after a few minutes of emergency assembly, a vampire army of 300 people quickly formed a battle line.
Their skin colors and body shapes are different, and on the sleeves of their clothes there are the emblems of various vampire families, representing their origins and identities.
For a vampire, inheritance is very important.
These ridiculously pretentious guys always brag about their origins on every occasion, especially those vampires from big families who have a lot of bad habits.
Even if the style of the clothes is the same, they must be handmade by a family tailor. Even if it is a standard weapon issued to you and you have no knowledge of engineering, you still have to make some modifications to the appearance to make it look cooler, even though this will seriously damage the life of the weapon.
Even the plasma in the canteen must be chilled and must match your blood type, otherwise you will get drunk after drinking it.
In fact, vampires are so hungry that they can eat not only plasma but also rat blood to satisfy their hunger. However, these guys have lived for a long time and their life is boring, so they start to indulge in these unorthodox ways.
"Listen to me!"
A tall figure in camouflage uniform and high-top boots, holding a pointer under his arm, walked back and forth in front of the well-trained vampire recruits, shouting:
"In 20 minutes, several teams of conquerors will set off to the battlefield to carry out secret missions. We need to select some new recruits to participate. You are honored to have been selected.
Remember all the knowledge you have learned in training, obey orders and instructions, do not act privately and do not deliberately show your bravery. Your family elders should have told you that only by surviving the cruel war can you have the opportunity to achieve success and establish your own family at some point in the future.
I won’t say more, I wish you rookies a safe journey.
Now start checking your equipment!"
At a command from the instructor, who was much more sturdy than the average vampire, the recruits in front of them immediately began to complete the final arming in an orderly manner. However, Mason, who was dressed in a Gothic style and mixed in the crowd, adjusted his afro wig, looked left and right, and found that these young vampires were just pretending.
Obviously, as fantasy aliens, they trust their magic and claws more than the standard firearms in their hands.
But it’s not their fault.
Mason glanced with disdain at the weapon in his hand that once belonged to a young vampire. The thing looked very sci-fi and was probably a replica of some electromagnetic and kinetic dual-purpose firearm, but the replica was very poor and was obviously a defective product.
A crudely made charging system, a kinetic energy storage device that was designed in an imaginative way, bullets with exaggerated calibers to increase destructive power, and a bullpup structure that looks cool but is actually useless.
To Mason, a master of engineering, this was definitely the product of a designer who got drunk and let himself go.
The risk of this thing exploding after firing thirty rounds in a row would increase to an exaggerated level. It would be safer to take it to the battlefield than for Master Ye to go to World War II unarmed.
The only thing that won't go wrong with this thing is probably the melta bayonet that comes with the gun and is used for close combat.
"It seems that Emilia was not exaggerating. The vampires recruited locally are really being used as cannon fodder. Their treatment is not even as good as that of the elite sweepers.
But this may also be some kind of screening mechanism.
After all, it is difficult to use the weapons of new recruits no matter how powerful they are. It is better to wait until they become veterans before upgrading their equipment."
Mason thought so in his mind, and picked up a wrench and pliers from the toolbox next to him and spent a few minutes modifying the piece of industrial waste in his hand.
Do you think he can fix this piece of industrial junk back to a barely usable state?
NONONO.
This is a piece of shit that even a master like Mason can't save, so the captain deliberately magnified the various flaws of this thing and turned it into a controllable Boom.
The most outrageous thing is that a gun of scrap quality was modified in this way and turned into a high-quality explosive.
Gun-type bomb, Get!
"Communication test! Received, please reply!"
Barbara's voice soon rang in Mason's ears. The captain politely refused the tobacco handed over by the vampire buddy next to him, pretended to close his eyes and responded casually.
He glanced to the side. God knows what ingredients were added to the tobacco. The smoke emitted by the guy next to him was actually black, and he felt so good that he was dizzy. Then he shared the tobacco with others around him in high spirits.
The instructor not far away didn't even look at this scene, as if he was used to it.
Even vampires have degenerated into a double-gun army. The Conqueror's vassal army obviously has problems with its military discipline. But for a group of cannon fodder, what else can you ask for?
"How's the situation over there?"
Mason asked, and Barbara responded depressedly:
"These female vampires are simply sick. They just invited Harley and I to participate in the 'blood exchange conference', which means giving each other blood to taste.
It is said that this can increase friendship and bonds.
There was also a female vampire who was eyeing Selina. If I hadn't stopped her, Catwoman would have almost killed her. That girl actually wanted to rape her... But I have already seen the Conqueror who was following our group of new recruits.
The bad news is that although these guys acted very impressive, judging from their tense state, they were obviously a group of rookies, maybe they were dark X-Men that had just hatched from a nest world. I saw a guy with claws on his hands, he should be a clone of the old wolf's bloodline."
"Oh, so this is a cannon fodder operation?"
Mason closed his eyes and said:
"We are really lucky. We can encounter such an exciting situation in any smuggling operation. Don't worry about them. After they are over, move to my position.
Don't rush to work, I want to see what these guys' secret mission is?
Please keep an eye on Harley for me and don't let her get into trouble."
"Okay... uh, she just blew a vampire's head off with a bottle, and it seems the other party called her a lunatic. I'll go check it out and I'll contact you later."
Batgirl hung up the phone feeling very tired. The countdown reached exactly five minutes. Mason suddenly opened his eyes and saw a group of guys wearing mutated X-Men uniforms walking into the training hall led by several instructors.
These should be the conquerors who need to cooperate in this operation.
"Rogue, Iceman, Fireman, Psylocke, Colossus and Storm, these are all old acquaintances."
Mason identified the identities of these guys from their attire.
They were all very young. As Barbara said, although these rookie conquerors tried hard to show their strength, the old soldier Mason could not hide their feelings by pretending to be cold and cold to cover up their inner fear.
Considering that the Weapon X project base in his hometown had been blown up along with the planet, it was certain that these guys must have come from other nest worlds.
How does this utopia work?
Mason thought, narrowing his eyes.
How long has it been? Why haven't they blown up the other planets with Weapon X projects? What are they still doing? Are they waiting for the New Year to collect mahjong cards?
Those rookies didn't notice Mason in the vampire group staring at them. They behaved very arrogantly and didn't even look at the vampire recruits around them, as if these cannon fodder didn't exist at all.
Instead, some vampires looked at these rookie conquerors with envy, as if they regarded their existence as a goal in their long life.
Emilia said before that although she is one of the leaders of the vampire aliens, not all vampire elders are willing to resist. Some of them are very strong and have decided to join the Cleaner system.
The wake-up call.
Mason shook his head and sighed, as expected, there is no shortage of these disgusting guys who jump up and down like monkeys in every world.
"Countdown three minutes!"
Several vampire instructors shouted, and the recruits who were moving freely in the hall immediately re-formed themselves. A strange device placed at the end of the hall was also activated, and a huge electric current began to jump to form several rotating arcs of light.
This is some kind of short-distance teleportation device.
Mason saw its function at a glance. It was a teleporter designed to simulate the sonic boom channel of the Apocalypse Mother Box. Because it was impossible to directly use the more brutal Mother Box to teleport in the Overlord's World, these things were created to temporarily open short-range dimensional rifts.
The technological content is not high.
The reason why it works is purely because Emilia's world is very close to the Lord's world in the coordinates of the parallel world system, but this small device also has its advantages.
It takes effect in a short period of time and does not cause particularly severe space-time disturbances, making it very suitable for small-scale infiltrations like the current one.
However, sending 300 people at once, led by a group of rookies, was a bit too much of a commotion . It was not the way elite troops were infiltrating at all. Instead, it was like sending heads voluntarily...
Mason narrowed his eyes and analyzed a terrible possibility.
The moment of action came before he could give it much thought. Dazzling arcs of light swirled and formed into a pale light curtain. Scolded by the instructors, the vampire recruits rushed in with restlessness and some strange excitement.
Mason glanced at the few new conquerors at the back, then rushed in as well. With a flash of white light, he was sent to his destination in a dizzying manner amidst the extremely violent transmission vibration.
The surrounding vampires appeared from the air and fell down in a disorderly manner. Those who reacted quickly could spread their blood wings and float in the air, while those who reacted slowly would have their entire faces smashed into the mud below.
Mason looked up and forward as he slowly descended in the air. In the distance, there was a city with bright lights. It did not look like a war zone. He should have been sent directly to an area in the rear of the Lord's world.
But he frowned when he landed. Under the disgusted gazes of the other vampires, the captain squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil and put it in front of his nostrils and sniffed it.
"What are you doing? You're humiliating your own bloodline!"
The vampire next to him, who was from the same "Emilia family" as Mason, couldn't stand it anymore and shouted:
"Don't do such a stupid thing. It will bring shame to the Scarlet Madam's honor! The other families are watching. Get up! Throw away the mud and wipe your hands clean!
You are an inferior creature that has tainted my bloodline!"
"Instead of scolding me, I think you should hold your weapon tighter now."
Mason looked at the mud in his hands and whispered:
"We are in trouble."
"What are you talking about? There's no...wait! What is that?"
The vampire who scolded Mason soon discovered something was wrong. In the darkness not far from the landing site, some strange "mud creatures" were slowly emerging from the black soil.
They twisted their bodies into shape like moving mud and turned into nimble soldiers.
There were still scars of death on its skin, but it did not affect its movements. Instead, the moment it took shape, it grabbed the weapon at hand that had been formed at the same time and attacked the group of vampires that were doomed.
The attack came so suddenly that the vampires had no time to react. In the first encounter, one third of them were knocked down by the opponent's thermal weapons with strange energy.
These guys who resurrected from the mud were outrageous, not only did they restore their bodies but even those high-powered firearms were copied together, and they appeared without any signs, and there was no magical reaction at all.
"Bang"
The fastest rusher was a guy wielding two knives, who was hit by the gun thrown by Mason, which then caused a huge explosion and swept away a group of dead people around him.
The shattered corpses collapsed back to the ground like mud quickly, and then reborn as black mud a few seconds later, continuing to charge with swords drawn.
This scene made Mason blink, and he released Kevin to test the composition of the soil.
The Drama Slime Monster fell to the ground, grabbed some mud and stuffed it into its mouth, but then spat it out, strangled itself, acted as if it was poisoned to death, and waved its hands at Mason.
Indicates that this stuff only looks like delicious magic mud, but is actually another kind of supernatural stuff entirely.
Mason had a clue in his mind. He stood up and kicked the frightened vampire recruits from the Emilia family beside him, and scolded:
"Let's go! We can't stay here anymore. Leave the land with the black mud, or you will die."
After saying this, he turned around and disappeared on the spot with a splashing gesture.
After three water teleportations, Mason appeared in a safe area several kilometers away. There was no strange "black mud" here anymore, or those strange things had not yet extended here.
It was obvious that the thing was "alive".
It should be some kind of "intelligent defense system" set up by the justice lords of this world, and Mason has recognized the origin of this thing.
While changing his clothes on the spot, he activated the communication and said to Barbara:
"Gather in my direction immediately, sister. These justice lords are crazy. They actually spread such dangerous things in their own world."
"What are these invincible things?"
Barbara screamed. It was obvious that she had also been attacked. Mason looked back at the desolate night behind him and whispered:
"Look at the rings on their hands. Every resurrected guy has one on his finger. Have you heard of the Blackest Night? You should know about the Black Lantern Ring, right?
The Lords of Justice awakened the Dark Lord to form the Black Lantern Corps and manipulated it in some way. Think of it as an enhanced version of the arrival of the Corruption Nation.
If my prediction is correct, the Black Lantern forces have already settled in this world.
What an exaggerated defensive method, no wonder it could hold out for so long under the attack of a Conqueror Sequence, it must be quite something."
"We are on our way to you and will arrive in ten minutes."
Barbara reported, Mason pondered for a moment, and said to his team members:
"Rescue the few rookies of the Conqueror over there and bring them over to join me. I have something to ask them, and they may be of use to me in the future."
"receive!"
Barbara responded, and Mason turned around and rushed to the back.
The previously preset landing point was already a river of blood, with vampire recruits and conqueror rookies being slaughtered by the resurrected dead. What was even more terrifying was that those dead guys would be melted into the black mud and then transformed into the enemy's people to continue killing them.
“We have to go!”
The Conqueror rookie Colossus yelled:
"I'll hold them off. You guys hurry up and meet up at the location designated by your superiors!"
The other young mutants were scrambling to fight the enemy, obviously not intending to abandon their compatriots.
But their efforts had little effect.
Soon they were surrounded by the dead bodies all around, and when they were about to be wiped out, a cold wind suddenly blew up, and under the surprised gaze of several rookies, the dead bodies closest to them were quickly frozen in the cold wind, and then the wind quickly spread to give them a chance to catch their breath.
"What are you still standing there for? Newbies! Come over here!"
Mason's voice appeared in their ears, guiding them in the direction and saying:
"Which base did you come from? Your combat experience is so poor? Are the clones so weak now? Please introduce myself. I am Subject No. 13 of the third batch of the Weapon X Project Doomsday Plan, codenamed 'Maia'.
Can I be considered your predecessor?"
"!!!"
Mason's self-introduction struck the hearts of these Conqueror recruits like lightning. They looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's eyes.
The third batch!
There is also a special code!
Boss!
This is definitely a legendary boss!
Although I don't understand why this big shot from the ancient sequence would appear here, the fact that he could state his origin so accurately proved that he was indeed one of the Conquerors' First Sequence.
The Weapon X project is a top secret matter in the Conqueror system due to its special nature and the impact of Utopia. It is impossible for someone other than one of us to reveal such precise information.
Ah! I am saved this time.
